"
"That's the way to talk," said Chester. "Confidence is the greatest asset
in the world."
"It's not confidence," said Stubbs. "I've just got to do it. Why, if my
boss knew I had something like this in my hands and I didn't get it to
him I'd lose my job."
Chester made no reply to this; instead, he bent over Hal who was still
tinkering with the engine of the aeroplane.
"How are you making it?" he asked.
"I don't seem to be able to fix it," returned Hal. "Say! you two fellows
walk away a bit and keep an eye open for possible enemies. We don't want
to be caught off our guard here."
Chester and Stubbs did as Hal directed, though the latter mumbled to
himself as he took his position some distance away.
"That's the trouble with these contraptions," he said. "Always out of
whack. If a man had a good horse now--"
He broke off and continued to mumble something unintelligible to himself.
"I've found it," cried Hal now, from the aeroplane. "I was working on the
wrong part. I'll have it fixed in a jiffy."
Chester made no reply, but Stubbs brightened up wonderfully.
"That's the talk!" he cried. "Fix her up, Hal, and get a move on."
Hal smiled to himself as he tinkered with the engine.
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